There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.
I want you to believe...to believe in things that you cannot.
We learn of great things by little experiences.
We learn from failure, not from success!
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.
Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker
There is a reason why all things are as they are.
How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
I will not let you go into the unknown alone.
I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.
Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose? That the luckiest man who walks on this earth is the one who finds… true love?
I am longing to be with you, and by the sea, where we can talk together freely and build our castles in the air.
Love is, after all, a selfish thing; and it throws a black shadow on anything between which and the light it stands.
Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.
There are mysteries which men can only guess at, which age by age they may solve only in part.
Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!
Despair has its own calms.
There are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely.
Faith ... that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.
I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.
No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.
Truly there is no such thing as finality.
How good and thoughtful he is; the world seems full of good men--even if there are monsters in it.
Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late; the pain of the sleeplessness, or the pain of the fear of sleep, and with such unknown horror as it has for me! How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads; to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.
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